Divine Brilliance

At noon the next day, Zong Shou sat on the soft couch in the car, his body shaking with the vibration of the body.

At the moment, he was in a daze and was dazed.I didn't know how long it took before I sighed, my expression was bitter.

"How is this good? The relationship with the grandfather of Ling Yunzong really owes more and more--"

Since knowing the twelve tianfu seeds, he can help him draw twelve tianfu symbols after cultivating to a certain extent.Zong Shou knew that the gift given by Ling Yun Patriarch was far beyond his imagination.

The eighteen Daoyun God's sword-killing intentions alone have been a great help.With these days, the benefits are not to mention.

Yesterday was too tiring and I didn't think much about it.It wasn't until he fell asleep for a whole day and night that after waking up, he began to be distressed when he started daily practice and meditation.

In his previous life, he was one of the seven emperors of the cloud world.A martial art is enough to be comparable to the top figures of the ten sacred places in the cloud world.

But after all, it was a previous life, and it was still a virtual illusion.

And for his own body.Whether it's the thrilling cloud god destroying sword intention, or the sky symbol, all need to be cherished.

And what makes Zongshou most entangled is that with these things today, how can he start with Ling Yunzong in the future?

The grudges in previous virtual illusions, the persecutions in reality, and even once made his meridians broken, he can put them down and do n’t bother.

Only the Buddhist Scripture Cave of Ling Yunzong, as well as the ancestral hall, are too tempting.

"That's it! This sword-inspired character, based on my cultivation practice, can't be beat out. If there is a chance in the future, I can find a way to pay back this relationship. After all, if I can't survive my own death, talk What's going on? Is this mediocrity? "

With such a thought, Zongshou felt at ease and started the interrupted practice again.

The way to practice Qi and meditation is expensive.As soon as Zong Shou entered, he was thoughtless.

A trace of the true element was forcibly withdrawn from the beast crystal in his hand.Introduced into Qihai.They gathered together a group of true qi forcibly, like a spear, and pierced the part of the breath that had not penetrated, forcibly digging regardless of it!

It's just different from the past, there are a total of 18 sword spirit spirits mixed in this true gas spear!

It's already strong, and now it has more sharpness and fierceness than before.Almost in a sweeping trend, all the unexplored tricks in the breath are broken.

Just listening to the sea of ​​qi, bursts of bursts sounded like thunder.The whole body was full of blood and blood, making the fair skin full of redness.

Zong Shou was unmoved. After a soft whisper in his mouth, he took another breath.Then inside the car, the air flow immediately rolled.Like a little wind, all the air and psionic energy poured into Zongshou's mouth and nose.The lungs were like bottomless holes, and the sound of wind and thunder came out.

When I spit it out again, it was also a bang, and the breath I had inhaled before was expelled with a burst of energy.

Only one breath and one breath, the two veins of the fetal breath, all the points, all through.It was like two rims around his qi sea and umbilical opening.

"After the pulse, it's the medullary vein!"

Without hesitation, Zong Shou directs all the remaining true elements in the chakra, straight into the medullary vein.

The entire medullary vein is also an irregular 'round', surrounding the whole body.Like other chakras, there are also twenty-four tricks.

Zong Shou worked hard to get through two of them in succession.Then, before the true element was exhausted, it was forced to stop.

Today, with the help of the sacred cloud god's sword-killing intention, the injury suffered by his chakra forcibly excavated is far lower than he expected.Even if one or two more tricks are opened, it doesn't matter.

Just practice Qi meditation, you need to have a degree.His fetal breath has two veins, and progress is too fast.In just three months, it was fully developed, and there was simply no time to accumulate.

That set of fetal breathing fist is only a small success now, and he has not really strengthened his second fetal breath to the state where the fetus is like a rock and the gas is like a spring.

If the foundation is not solid, how can the tower be built?

Disperse all the true energy.Let it be within the meridian, a spontaneous walk cycle.When Zongshou saw the sky, it was still covered with dark clouds, and he couldn't even use the sky mirror to illuminate the soul.Only one Liuye flying knife was taken out and held in the palm of his hand, a dignified color appeared in his eyes.

Six Gods Swordsmanship is the purest secret of martial arts.The rhythm, momentum, intention, soul, soul, and god of Wu Xiu are gradually integrated into the flying knife in the hand. This is the method for the six gods!

Or it is not as convenient as the magical art of devotion. When it is unpredictable, it can be taken as the first level in thousands of miles away.

But once the knife is out, its dexterity is even better than the magic weapon technique.The prosperity of its power and the strength of its explosive power are not those of magic weapons, and the flow of magic weapons can be compared.

Former ancestors were the purest martial arts.After getting the Six Gods Swordsmanship, he naturally practiced according to this book, and he didn't realize there was anything wrong with it.

However, this life, since forced, has become a spiritual and military practice.Zongshou couldn't suppress it, and wanted to incorporate his own soul power into the idea of ​​this secret technique.

It's just that in just three months, there is no fruit.The only result is to make the five flying knives in the sleeve feel closer to his spiritual thoughts.

However, these few months of attempts have been unintentional. Today, he opened a small back door that can enhance the power of this flying knife-

Thinking over and over until the car window, the dull sky was completely dim.In Zongshou's eyes, there was a glimmer of light.

"This approach also makes it. It's just the degree, but it's really difficult to grasp--"

Without hesitation, Zong Shou once again sensed the sword spirits in his body.Pick one at random, and then put a trace of thought on it.And the other end of these Niansi is the Liuye Rundao in Zongshou's hands.

It turned out to be a way of 'Tuoyin' to transform one's thoughts into a similar "sword intention", which was poured into the Fudao.

This is also a kind of psychic chanting method known by the ancestors in the past.This is the secret of Taoism, and only a few top runes can master it.It is necessary for people who practice the symbols. Although they often have their shape but not their gods, they are also quite spiritual.

At this moment, Zong Shou only improved a little, and became his "Tuo Yin" sword intention.

However, only Zongshou, relying on the huge martial arts experience accumulated in the previous life, can successfully simulate the "copy" with soul thoughts, which shocks the cloud god to destroy the sword.

Over time, Zong Shou's forehead began to shed a drop of sweat.And the breath of the sword in his hand gradually changed.The cold light circulates, and the edge of the blade is even sharper, as if there is something to be broken out of the blade.

In just a few moments, the whole willow-leaf knife was blown into pieces.Dozens of white lights scattered all over.It was also extremely sharp.Silently, he nailed into the four walls of the car.All penetrated deeply into the steel plate, and no trace was seen.

Revolving is Zongshou's right hand, retreating very fast.Dozens of blood marks were also scratched by those flying knife fragments.

Zong Shou didn't care, and didn't feel sorry, only his brows frowned slightly.

"Anyway, it's also made of stainless steel and blood copper, and I can't bear it. Is this sword intention, too strong? What I can print is obviously the most superficial surface. It is worthy of the sword of shocking cloud destruction, but Immortal God— "

Turning his hand again, another willow leaf rune knife was taken out, and the rune technique was still used to expand the intriguing cloud god's sword-killing intention.

Only this time, but only a moment later, it was exploded into pieces again.

Repeat this way until the fourth time, Zong Shou's face, no longer half blood.In his palm, he lay quietly with a willow-leaf knife.

It is still a blue blade with blood marks.But if you look closely, you can see that there is a trace of cloud in the blade, swimming inside.

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